I know. [ She says hurriedly; in fear and anxiety and whatever else, she still has her head, her sensibleness. ] I know we will.
[ Their enemies may be less than they'd once been, but they're still powerful. ... Even so, Cullen is right and she takes a breath, savoring the moment with him and trying to summon happiness and some of the other things expecting mothers might usually feel rather than prickles of dread.
Cecily looks up at him, managing a little smile. ]
I haven't been to see anyone; I thought you ought to be the first to know. [ And then, because she knows his concerns for her health and the health of their child will arise sooner rather than later, she adds: ] But I can send for one, just to make absolutely sure.
[ he smiles back down at her and it's--small and a little nervy, to be honest. because he's feeling a little nervous now that everything is starting to sink in. not just for the little life they've managed to begin, but for cecily. ]
Maybe we should let Leliana screen midwives for us.
[ it sounds like it should be a joke, but cullen's dead serious. ( and that is a terrible turn of phrase, now that he thinks about it. ) both because they don't want someone loose-lipped confirming that the once-inquisitor is with child and because, well.
assassins. ]
I'm sure she knows someone who knows someone who could be here soon.
[ why do neither of them know any good healers? you'd think with the inquisition being what it was, one would've ended up in cecily's inner circle. but, no. that is one kind of person they're without. ]
Do you know, I guarantee she's already heard about it... somehow.
[ Agents outside their walls, maybe, or up atop the roof. Cecily would be about as far from surprised as possible if a healer arrived on their doorstep within the hour without their lifting a finger. ]
But, yes, we... should. [ Admitting that their lives could be in danger isn't a novel concept, but admitting that someone might invade their home to murder their unborn child (and/or her; not as important) is disturbing. Keeping with the tradition of the conversation thus far, she doesn't show any of it in her face, hastily tucking wayward hair behind her ear and glancing away. ]
I can write to her now that you know. [ Cullen first, just in case. To make sure it was something he wanted since she hadn't been entirely sure for herself. ... She still isn't completely convinced, but he'll win her over.
It's vastly complicated in a new and foreign way that makes her deeply uneasy. ]
Is there anything else I might include? [ Cecily asks, hunting for paper and a writing utensil, pausing to glance back at him. ] And I don't think any other letters should go out just yet, in case - well, not before we've heard from Leliana.
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[ Their enemies may be less than they'd once been, but they're still powerful. ... Even so, Cullen is right and she takes a breath, savoring the moment with him and trying to summon happiness and some of the other things expecting mothers might usually feel rather than prickles of dread.
Cecily looks up at him, managing a little smile. ]
I haven't been to see anyone; I thought you ought to be the first to know. [ And then, because she knows his concerns for her health and the health of their child will arise sooner rather than later, she adds: ] But I can send for one, just to make absolutely sure.
[ She's sure, though. ]
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Maybe we should let Leliana screen midwives for us.
[ it sounds like it should be a joke, but cullen's dead serious. ( and that is a terrible turn of phrase, now that he thinks about it. ) both because they don't want someone loose-lipped confirming that the once-inquisitor is with child and because, well.
assassins. ]
I'm sure she knows someone who knows someone who could be here soon.
[ why do neither of them know any good healers? you'd think with the inquisition being what it was, one would've ended up in cecily's inner circle. but, no. that is one kind of person they're without. ]
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[ Agents outside their walls, maybe, or up atop the roof. Cecily would be about as far from surprised as possible if a healer arrived on their doorstep within the hour without their lifting a finger. ]
But, yes, we... should. [ Admitting that their lives could be in danger isn't a novel concept, but admitting that someone might invade their home to murder their unborn child (and/or her; not as important) is disturbing. Keeping with the tradition of the conversation thus far, she doesn't show any of it in her face, hastily tucking wayward hair behind her ear and glancing away. ]
I can write to her now that you know. [ Cullen first, just in case. To make sure it was something he wanted since she hadn't been entirely sure for herself. ... She still isn't completely convinced, but he'll win her over.
It's vastly complicated in a new and foreign way that makes her deeply uneasy. ]
Is there anything else I might include? [ Cecily asks, hunting for paper and a writing utensil, pausing to glance back at him. ] And I don't think any other letters should go out just yet, in case - well, not before we've heard from Leliana.
[ In case. Just in case. ]
Does that sound as paranoid as I think it does?